We made another stop for gas at an exit in South Carolina. I pulled into one station because it had a sign out front for "Fine Wines and Gourmet Foods." Picture a smallish strip of buildings comprised of a liquor store, check cashing place, fireworks, gas/convenience store, and then the wine portion which was 3 rooms in size.
Frankly, I was astonished at the variety and quality of their selections. It was like I had stepped into an alternate dimension spanning a monster truck rally and a wine appreciation dinner at the Crescent City Bistro.
I bought a couple of bottles of wine labeled Old Fart because the label struck me as funny and it was only $9 a bottle.
Imagine then going back out to the convenience store with the adult magazines in plastic wrappers at the counter to pay for my wine. The two women at the counter were very large and has a variety of tattoos on their arms. I wanted to ask who was in charge of the wine but I wanted to more get out of there without getting my ass kicked so I left without having my curiosity satisfied.
Posted by bbarton at April 30, 2003 11:03 AM